Drug-Eating Genius Mage - Chapter 410

The owner of the military command (3)

“It is military command.”

I’ve never given much thought to the existence of spirits, but I’m aware of how necromancy deals with similar concepts.

A way to deal with the spirit. An order that deals with a different power than the existing magic formula.

But that doesn’t mean they truly covet and take souls.

Spiritualism is just one method of defining and discussing human potential and potential in the form of a spiritual body.

What was left at the end of the crossroads, which had a different root and direction from other spells using magical powers, earned the name of martial arts.

Madric whispered softly to Lennok, who was silent.

[I’m willing to treat you without offense if you’re a vessel with the same talent and character as you.]

“… … .”

[You must have been chasing afterimages of the project because you are curious about what this city dreams of and what it resents?]

Does Lennok know exactly why he got involved in this incident?

[I will give you the qualifications to reach that secret. Why are we still not free from the failure of the project and why are we starting a new project now?] There is

not a handful of shakes or hesitations felt in his calmly proclaimed voice.

Madness like a certainty that believes that the path he is taking is absolutely right.

But Lennok knew that madness was never right or wrong in this world.

What is needed to create a meaning beyond a wish that does not exist?

In this world with a fixed ending, what can leave that will to the end may be obsession and twisted grudges scraping to the bottom.

Lennok had been vaguely aware of this for a long time.

“That doesn’t make much sense.”

Lennok, who had been quietly listening to him, answered.

“I heard that it is difficult to disclose the secrets of the project to the outside world because it is forbidden.”

[…] … .]

Lennok laughed as he looked back at the group of corpses with their necks snapped to one side.

“The prohibition of secrecy is like a knot tied by one’s own strength… … The stronger you are, the harder it will be to break that promise. What do you believe in and comply with that request?”

Madric, who was silent, spoke.

[Oliviera seems to have told you more than I thought. It’s a really old bad relationship.]

“… … .”

[But I’m different from the woman who lost access to the project. Even if you can’t tell it with your mouth, it’s possible to show it with your eyes.]

Are you planning to show the secret facility in the closed area directly to appease Lennok?

While Lennok was silent for a moment at the unexpected suggestion, Madric continued.

[Your background and your past history of disobeying the city government do not matter. This huge city has embraced and used even such traitors as strength.]

“… … .”

[Originally, I wouldn’t even allow time to worry like this, but… … I even like that agony.]

Perhaps he was quite satisfied with Lennok’s attitude, as if he was clearly aware of the identity and power of Madrid, but didn’t care.

From his point of view, having gone through a long war, it was not surprising if the spirit of the criminals who fought back seemed more familiar than the subordinates who bowed their heads in front of him.

[Let’s deliver the message through Achilles’ greetings. The choice is yours.]

Whoouk… … !!

Madrid did not wait for Lennoc’s reply.

In the place where that strong will swept away, only the corpse of a man who collapsed like a puppet with a string cut was left.

A miserable figure with scars all over his body. Bizarre rigor mortis with a twisted neck. A hardened face that had turned into a daze.

Is this the end of a superman subjugated under the magician by military command?

But instead of feeling needless pity for the gang boss who died after being used by Madric, Lennok immediately grabbed his body and put his hand to his forehead.

“Dabi. Are you ready?”

[Of course.]

At the same time, a huge scroll was opened behind Lennok’s back, and the spell written on it began to glow.

Papyrus Argenteus, the sorcerer’s arsenal brought from Jindun’s Hanghasama Labyrinth.

It was an object that could be used immediately after memorizing the barriers that needed to be prepared in advance. It was used as a storehouse of magical energy, but now it is different.

As soon as the intricate barrier lines written on the papyrus were illuminated, the vague spirit flowing from the body of the man who collapsed with his eyes closed was caught.

Woo support!!!

A spiritual prison created using Jindun’s shielding technique.

It is one of the techniques handed down in memory clearly enough that even Lennok, who is not familiar with the concept of spirit, can handle it without difficulty.

[Recording variables different from the existing formula pattern. Data packet copy complete. Preparing for the realization of spiritual body pattern segmentation.]

Lennok, who opened a huge scroll behind his back, signed the hand sign, while Darby assisted with his computational power.

[Duplicate command completed.]

Aaaah!!

At that moment, the military command trapped inside the scroll that Lennok opened escaped the papyrus and disappeared.

Even though he lost track of the military command right in front of his eyes, Lennok’s expression did not change at all.

It was because the vague spiritual body, exactly the same as the warlord that had been imprisoned within the papyrus barrier just before, was glowing madly inside the scroll.

Lennok, who was staring at the silky smooth surface of the scroll, nodded.

“You succeeded.”

[The necromancy style compatibility worked to some extent with the command’s data variable. It’s about a 30% improvement over the simulation.]

“Necromancer art must also exist in the category of spiritual body art called military spirit art. Although not all variables can be analyzed, it is possible to record and replicate them. Enough of this.”

It wasn’t that he was running around vaguely trying to track down a military sage called Madrici.

The necromancy formula and artificial intelligence database that I had already obtained when I created the brain spirit named Davi.

By combining those two knowledges within the barrier of the camp, he temporarily imprisoned the military command, and succeeded in obtaining an accurate copy of the spiritual body data.

It is not impossible to steal the command through the barrier, but if that happens, Madrich will also know what Lennok did.

Lennok had no desire to reveal his plans to Madrid at this point.

Lennok nodded his head as he looked at the replica of the command that was constantly glowing in the barrier drawn on the inside of the scroll.

“It’s not that I’m not interested in magic that deals with spirits, but it’s not to the extent that I have to learn it from someone.”

[Sounds like a master.]

Ignoring Darby’s plaintive reply, Lennok pondered.

Aside from whether it was a suitable field, he was already aware of necromancy and the way he handled the incarnation.

The necromancy used by the warlock Craig Tillian and the incarnation used by the dog-headed giant Lapard, who was the watcher and priest of the Blue Eye.

Isn’t Lennok already aware of the way to deal with the spirit in those two aspects?

It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t interested in martial arts, but I wasn’t so ignorant or desperate that I had to go under Madrich and learn the magic.

Rather, it was just a topic of more interest in where Madrich Onion is hiding his body.

quiet morning. muttered Lennok as they walked out of the bloody gang headquarters.

“I heard that Madrich Onion has been handling his duties through military decrees for decades.”

[Rather than that, wouldn’t it be better to give a proper reward to the spirit who suffered?]

“If you use this copy of the command, you might be able to guess its location to some extent.”

[First of all, I proudly suggest that one more comfortable toad house be added instead of the electricity of the bike that tastes like oil… … .]

“It would be too difficult to find clear coordinates with only the direction… … .”

Lennok, who was about to leave headquarters, ignoring the protesting cyber spirit, biting his front paws in his arms, stopped when he saw something wriggling nearby.

“Hop in… … .”

A tanned young man hugging a leopard that was struggling to breathe properly.

He also didn’t look fine as his bones were broken here and there, but he seemed more concerned about the condition of the leopard he was with.

“… … .”

I thought all the participants died when Madric borrowed the power of resentment and suppressed the area, but in the meantime, did he survive by protecting the leopard?

Although he was not in good condition because he could not block properly, it was clear that the young man’s skills were considerable.

Lennok looked down at the young man for a moment and took out a small potion from his chest.

Open the lid and pour the medicine into the panther’s mouth.

Chi profit… … !!

“This… … ?”

“An antidote.”

Lennok replied.

“It’s an item that neutralizes the effects of drugs. It would be better than nothing.”

“… … .”

It was something I always carried around in case I was driven to an irreversible point by drug abuse.

Like a cocktail, it might work for a beast that has been poisoned with a combination of drugs.

His breathing quickly stabilized, and Lennok stood up as he watched the leopard begin to purr.

“Hop in!! are you okay… … ?”

“You might have hematuria, but it’s the process of removing impurities, so don’t stop. Let it rest for three days and it will be fine.”

“It’s amazingly detailed.”

The young man looked up at Lennok with admiration.

“Solid, have you had many experiences like this?”

“… … What does that mean?”

It was a little difficult to say that this was Lennox’s own experience.

“Because I also have a partner who doesn’t listen to me.”

[Hey.]

“I’ve got it in case he picks up something weird and eats it.”

[Heung, I’m a picky spirit.]

The young man, struggling to stand up while quietly hiding Dabi’s procrastinating movement inside the coat, bowed his head.

“… … Thank you very much. You have been greatly favored.”

“never mind. In a situation where no witnesses were left, I would have had to kill you on the contrary. The only thing that helped you was… … .”

Lennox said that and smiled.

“done. stop going.”

It was hard to say that Lennok and Darby overlapped in the image of a young man hugging a dying leopard.

There was no reason to maintain the identity of Victor the moment Madric recognized Lennok’s identity anyway.

The fact that Lennok’s confrontation with Achilles has been publicized, so there is no need to keep quiet about killing witnesses.

Thinking so, the moment Lennok was about to turn his back after collecting the papyrus.

“Wait a minute.”

The hesitant young man bowed his head towards the fallen leopard.

Untying the leash from the neck of the leopard licking the young man’s cheek, he carefully handed it to Lennok.

“I am a warrior of the Southern Blood Spirit. He is good at looking at the stars, observing the future, and finding his brothers.”

“It’s a blood spirit… … .”

It is a name in memory.

Of the three types of demonic eyes that Oliviera showed to Lennok, wasn’t North Head’s demonic eye a descendant of the Blood Spirit?

“If you tie it to your friend who doesn’t listen, you will be able to locate it by looking at the stars in the night sky, no matter where you are.”

“Hmm, I don’t know if I’ll like it… … Note it.”

Lennok said that and took the leash the young man handed him to him.

The young man bowed his head once more towards Lennok and then left, carrying his leopard on his back.

Lennok also left immediately, leaving the gang headquarters covered in blood.

[I don’t need it because I won’t leave Master’s side anyway.]

Lennok laughed at Darby’s grumbling words.

“do not worry. Because I have no intention of filling you up.”

What would be the point of putting a leash like this on Darby, who exists on the border between the brain and reality?

Since the relationship between the magician and the spirit exists beyond the physical realm, it was not difficult to overcome the distance as long as summoning and reverse summoning were possible.

“However, if you can guess its location based on a powerful medium, wouldn’t it be possible to use it for military command?”

[Huh?]

Seeing Darby tilting his head, Lennok touched the leash in his hand.

“Let’s try it out to see if it works against the replica of the command.”

* * *

[Old bad luck.]

Oliviera’s soft voice resounded from inside the silent cellar.

[I didn’t know that Onion would think so. I haven’t met many at the time of the project.]

“Madric said he could tell you the secret of the project.”

Lennok, who was touching the workbench with his head down, answered.

“He said he couldn’t tell me because of the restrictions, but he could show me.”

[The field covered by the Black Consumer Project is so vast that there are not many cases in which the facts that even key stakeholders know overlap.]

“… … .”

[If you leave out that part, you’re probably not wrong.]

Listening to the voice echoing behind him, Lennok raised his eyes over the lens.

An underground workshop set aside at the request of Jenny.

At the same time that Lennok was working on tracking down the location of the military command there, he was contacting her through the contact information Oliviera had given him.

Concerned about the risk of being traced back, I came out of the lab I prepared at home, but there was no major problem.

The important thing was to figure out where the commanders of Madrid were gathered by guessing the direction and distance of the copies of the military command.

Place the leash inside the barrier of the military command tied to the papyrus and find the location of the constellation drawn on the back of the leash.

The constellation itself does not move in the night sky, but depending on the viewing angle and luminous intensity, it is possible to guess the location of the leashed object.

“hmm… … .”

Silence leaked from Lennok’s lips as he peered into the night sky through the telescope he had set up beforehand.

[There’s no way things could be solved that easily,]

said Oliviera in a laughing voice.

[I didn’t know that he would get the items from the blood spirits, but if they were from Banpun, who was kicked out of the tribe, the efficacy itself wouldn’t be great.] “

… … .”

[Onion said he would send a separate message, so if you really want to meet him, it would be easier to follow that policy.]

“I have no intention of following what he wants without knowing anything.”

Lennok replied without taking his eyes off the lens.

“At the very least, you should know where Madrich’s main body is located and where the remaining spirits gather when the body of the commander disappears.”

[If that is impossible?]

“I will completely destroy Achilles and interrogate the boss.”

Lennok’s eyes, which constantly adjusted the wide angle of the lens, shone coldly.

“If he destroys the new project he wants to the point where it can’t be revived, he’ll react in some way.”

[Reckless.]

Oliveira laughed.

[It must be fun to watch when you fall off such a precarious tightrope.]

Lennok knows that too.

That the unrealistic achievements, reputation qualifications, and hierarchy he has built up so far are because he has taken such risks.

But Oliviera did not know that every moment Lennok had taken a risk, he had a reason and a certain conviction.

“Be quiet and focus. The reason I contacted him today wasn’t just to chat.”

As Lennok said, he slowly raised his senses from the depths of his body.

An unpleasant foreign body feeling that forcibly blooms and adjusts an innate ability that is a little different from simply mana manipulation.

However, through it, the power of the magic eyes directed to both eyes was dispersed, and Lennok’s pupils began to rotate smoothly.

It was only then that Oliviera’s laughter stopped when she realized what Lennok was up to.

[…] … I’m not crazy. It’s just sprouted.]

From the beginning, I didn’t intend to rely only on blood spirit family items that I had luckily obtained.

The reason why Lennok took the risk and made a replica of the military body and stuffed it.

It was to directly observe the result with Lennok’s Mystic Eye, which observes the realm of possibility, and capture other possibilities that exist at the same time.

If there is another possibility that the copy of the military command could have, it would be the main body of the gang boss military command collected by Madrich right now.

The Mystic Eye on the left visualizes the realm of possibility.

And the right eye, modeled after Chilchaebo’s Demon’s Eye, which observes and fixes the results of cause and effect.

Combining the two abilities, it is possible to confirm the scenery beyond what can be seen by recalling the location of the constellations observing the replica of the military command.

Even if it was impossible to imitate at the level of Oliviera, it would be enough to add additional meaning to the already existing ability of the Mystic Eye.

[It’s impossible to follow the theory only. How can I do this at a time when even the concept of causation is not properly grasped… … .]

“Check that yourself from now on.”

Lennok’s right eye muttered that.

A golden circle slowly began to emerge from the depths of the black pupil.

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